After hearing Ziwei screaming like this, Xiaobian smiled on the stage, "Then don't just compare, can I just let Xiao Bailong commit suicide?"

The audience burst into laughter, and the people who did not place bets shouted, "Yes, they can't compare to the little white dragon, so they just talk nonsense, saying that they are snake monsters.

Damn, I've never seen such a shameless person."

"That's right, you can't lose any more, you still have to be silly and compare boxing skills.

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people."

Another nodded straight, "That's right, it turns out that this is the so-called martial arts family. I don't think it's so grand as to the street gangsters.

If someone else can't beat him, he can't beat him. But his Murong family is better, just cheating.

I'm gonna be!"

This time, the scolding made all the Murong family members on and off the stage blush.

Murong Leiding had a red face and shouted to the audience, "Everyone, what I want to explain is that I lost to Xiao Bailong for the sword."

"The next boxing comparison is to ask him for advice. If he doesn't compare, I won't force it.

If he competes, if he loses to me, I will not be considered to be a winner.

Is this OK?"

When those who had bet heard this, they immediately screamed in anger, "What?

What did you say?

Winning is not considered to win him?

Then you're even more yarn?"

"Emma, ​​I'm 200 gold coins, and I saw you brag for a long time and give up after only half of the sword?

You are playing with me on horseback!"

"Yes, yes, then who, Murong and what electric guy, listen, this is the life and death arena.

If you are still a man, you will be very eager to beat us.

Don’t be like a sissy, admit defeat so quickly and lose your ancestors’ face!”

Murong Leidian was scolded for his old face flushed, and an unknown anger arose from the bottom of his heart.

I think he, Murong Lei Ding, had never seen any world or any master, had only a sound of praise, but was so ridiculed like today.

He turned around and roared at Lan Tian, ​​"Little White Dragon, whether you are a real dragon, a snake demon, or a human being, I must beat you today.

Look at the fist!"

This punch came out with anger, and its power can be imagined.

Of course Lan Tian knew that this kind of martial arts tycoon would only convince you if he was afraid of him.

He didn't say much, opened his five fingers and used the Baozi technique to greet him.

"Born for me!"

Seeing Lantian trying to hold his fist, Murong Leidian roared excitedly.

I thought I've compared you with swords and if my fist is caught so easily by you, then I'd better buy a piece of tofu and kill you.

My master's punch has blown a big iron block. If your little palm is not blown, I will take your surname! Everyone in the audience thinks the same way, so everyone stretches their necks to see the miserable situation of the little white dragon.

However, what disappointed everyone was that Murong Lei Ding punched Lan Tian into the palm of his hand. Not only did he not hear Lan Tian's screams, but he didn't even have the sound of boxing.

It gives people the feeling of falling into the sea, muddy cows entering the sea, without any sound.

The person involved, Murong Leidian, felt that his fist hit the vast starry sky without any effort.

He was shocked and wanted to pull back his fist with force, but suddenly he felt the fist tight and was grabbed by Lan Tian. Not to mention pulling it back, it would hurt to death if it moved.

"Are you convinced?"

Lan Tian asked faintly.

Murong Leidian was about to speak when he heard another noise below.

"I'll go, what kind of martial arts family is this? It's a bragging family. Look, look, this guy was defeated by the little white dragon all at once. In this way, his ancestors broke the martial arts and became immortals, and it's almost the same to become ghosts!"

"Yes, yes, I think I won't call it Murong Family in the future, just bragging Family."

Another shouted loudly, "Which bragging skills is the best? The Murong family will always be king! The Murong family has been imitated and has never been surpassed! You are the strongest bragging, and you are the best bragging, yes!"

Not to mention that the Murong family in the audience couldn't bear it, even Murong Leidian on the audience was almost angry.

He yelled, and did not retract his fist. He used all his strength to kick him sideways and kicked Lan Tian's heart.

This is the real killing. If he really hits him, Lan Tian’s heart will not burst! Since he has to kill him to this extent, he will still be in a desperate situation, Lan Tian doesn’t care about letting him suffer a little.

He snorted coldly, swung his left fist and smashed it hard on the soles of his feet.

There was a loud bang, and a punch and a kick collided in the air.

With a huge impact, Lan Tian just took three steps back and stood still.

But Murong Leidian screamed, and his whole body flew backwards like a cannonball.

Dong! He fell heavily in the audience.

The shoes on the left foot have been blown up, and the whole left foot is covered in blood and looks very miserable.

Murong Leidian's heart was like a mirror. The blue sky just blew his shoes and a layer of flesh outside, and did not hurt his bones.

Otherwise his foot would be considered useless.

Originally, Lan Tian really wanted to destroy his foot, but when he punched, he couldn't bear it. After all, this guy's decades of cultivation were not easy, so he put some force on his side and did not hurt his bones.

"Thunder!"

The Murong family immediately rushed up screaming.

"Don't be nervous, I can't die!"

Murong Leidian showed a smile that was even worse than crying.

With the help of his family, he stood up, then looked at the Lantian on the stage, and said loudly, "Little Bailong, thank you for showing mercy and protecting one of my legs."

"But I, Murong Leidian, is also a person who wants to save face, not to mention that I don't like favors that I owe others the most.

So, what do you want?

As long as I have it, I will give it to you!"

Lan Tian shook his head, "I don't want anything, as long as you can truly calm down and practice well in the future, instead of fighting with others all day long!"

"I don't know if your ancestors really broke the martial arts and became immortals, but I tell you, breaking the martial arts and becoming immortals is not something that allows you to become immortals by fighting with people all day long."

"Fighting can increase your skills, but it is completely against martial ethics.

The martial arts is not used to hit people. It is actually a culture and a culture of self-cultivation."

"But you were blinded by the superficial phenomena of Wu.

Do you know that before the game, I said that if you use your fists, you can still stick to ten moves."

"But after you used your fist, why didn't you hold on to a single move?

Because your mood has changed.”

"To be honest, your martial arts are indeed very strong, and there is no need to say whether it is strength or speed, but you cannot do it with your heart, but you are just using your energy to fight.

As a result, you become weaker the more angry you are."

"So, you didn't lose to me, but you.

Let’s go back, cultivate your heart and understand it carefully. In time, even if you can’t become a martial immortal, your martial arts will definitely go further."
Chapter completed!